Tessa Pov
I let out a choked sob, unable to turn my eyes from his despite how embarrassed I was. After last night, I wasn’t sure what was going to happen when I woke up, but I didn’t expect this. I had been afraid to move, afraid to open my eyes, afraid he’d regret everything when he finally woke up. But then he kept breathing on my n****e and it was making it hard for me to keep still, and I had no choice but to open my eyes. “You don’t have scars because you’re weak, or ugly, you know that, right? Scars make you strong, Tessa, it shows you’re a survivor, and I don’t think you realize just how beautiful you are. Just like this, perfect. Your imperfections make you perfect, to me.” He said, his eyes wide as he pressed another kiss against my scars.
I let out a soft sob, lifting my hands
